Thus righteousness brought _Humfrey_ to rebuke, Because hee would[761] no wickednes allowe, But for my doinges I was made a duke: So fortune can both bend and smoth her browe On whome shee list, not passing why or how: O Lord how high, how soone shee did mee raise, How fast shee filde mee both with prayes and praise. 18. The lordes and commons both of like assent, Besought my soueraigne kneeling on their knees, To record my doinges[762] in the parliament, As deedes deseruing euerlasting fees: In which attempt they did no labour leese, For they set not my prayse so fast in flame, As hee was ready to reward the same. 19. But note the ende: my deedes so worthy deemed Of king, of lordes, and commons, altogether, Were shortly after treasons false esteemed, And all men curst queene _Marget’s_ comming hither: For _Charles_ the _French_ king, in his feates not lither, Whan wee had rendered _Rayner_, _Mauntes_, and _Mayne_, Found meane to wyn all _Normandy_ againe. 20. This made the people curse the mariage, Esteeming it the cause of euery losse: Wherefore at mee with open mouth they rage, Affirming mee t’haue[763] brought the realme to mosse: Whan king and queene sawe thinges thus goe a crosse, To quiet all a parliament they called, And caused mee in prison to bee thralled. 21. And shortly after brought mee forth abrode, Which made the commons more than double woode: And some with weapons would haue laide on lode, If their graund captayne, _Blewberd_, in his moode Had not in time with wisedome beene withstoode: But though that hee and more were executed, The people still their worst against mee bruted.[764] 22. And so applied the parliament with billes, Of haynous wronges and open trayterous crimes, That king and queene were forst against their willes, Fro place to place t’adiourne[765] it diuers times, For prince’s power is like the sandy slimes, Which must perforce gieue place vnto the waue, Or sue the windy sourges whan they raue. 23. Their life was not more deare to them than I, Which made them search all shiftes to saue mee still, But ay my foes such faultes did on mee try, That to preserue mee from a worser ill, The king was faine full sore against his will, For fiue yeares space to send mee in exile, In hope to haue restorde mee in a while. 24.